Sweet Weapons
Not Golden
It’s hard enough
getting up again
My sore feet
I’m over it
And it’s just wasting time
we could have spent
now my eyes are all these colors
not golden
It’s hard enough
staying up alone
when time with me
is bittersweet
then bitter sleep
And we were just wasting time
we’d always spend
just sitting with each other
From Letras Mania